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“You know I love you, right?” he asks.

“Yes,” I manage to gasp out.

“I’ll always protect you. I’ll never let anyone hurt you, not ever. Understand? No matter what happens, your life and your happiness are my only priority.”

It feels like a storm is raging, circling and spinning around us, caging us in…Why does it feel like the fantasy we’re in is fragile, close to shattering apart?

My lips part to ask him, but I don’t get a single sound out before his lips press against mine. He steals every sound and breath I have as he kisses me. That hypnotizing, possessive growl that rumbles from inside his chest before he thrusts inside me has my mind quieting and drifting into pleasurable bliss.

It's fine.

Everything is okay.

He finally has me back in his life, and he’s just worried that I’m going to disappear again. That’s all he meant by those words.

He will always protect me.

My nails rake down his back as he continues to thrust deeper, letting his cock stroke along that spot that has me crying out and seeing stars. He bites onto my neck as his fingers grip my hip. I can already feel the warmth spreading, my orgasm creeping towards the edge.

My mind flashes back to his truck. To the front seat where he had me tied up. Legs open, body exposed to him. The knife he dragged along my body…The knife he used to fuck me with.

“Fuck, Noah!” I scream as my body drops over the edge and my orgasm hits me, hard.

“Jesus Christ, Willow. Fuck. You’re so fucking tight.”

He leans up, angling my hips and placing my legs over his shoulder so he can fuck me at a deeper angle. Gripping my breasts, I roll my nipples between my fingers as one of his hands moves to circle my clit. His thumb runs up and down the sides teasing me before pinching it between his thumb and forefinger.

“Fuck, Willow. I can’t get the truck out of my mind. Your perfect body, completely at my mercy. You letting me take full control and fucking you with the handle of my knife. Goddamnit, woman. You. Make. Me. Fucking. Crazy.”

Each word is punched deep with each thrust into me. My eyes roll as another wave slowly pulls me deeper under the surface. The orgasmic bliss luring me into its depths.

“I felt your body tighten around my cock at the memory of that knife, Little Rabbit.”

He growls as he leans forward, pressing my knees closer to my chest. His fingers pinch my clit, rolling the sensitive bundle of nerves until I’m screaming beneath him.

“Do you want me to tie you up again? Let my knife trail along your beautifully pale skin until I mark you? Thrust the handle of my knife deep inside your pussy while my cock is buried in your ass?”

“Oh, God,” I scream, but his hand clamps over my mouth cutting off the sound.

“God’s not here to save you, Little Rabbit. He has no need to look into the depths of depravity I’ve dragged you into. You’re in my Hell now, and there’s no escaping me.”

With a final caress of my clit, I’m sent careening over the edge into one of the hardest orgasms I’ve ever had in my life. Sparks flash and explode in the darkness behind my closed eyes. My body vibrates, and my legs shake. His hips thrust twice more before he groans, shuddering as he comes. I can feel his cum filling me as my body starts to drift deeper into the darkness.

You’re in my Hell now, and there’s no escaping me.

His words follow me into that darkness as my eyes remain closed. I can feel when he slips from inside me and curls around my body pulling me against his chest. Then there is only silence.

Silence and darkness.

CHAPTER 80

NOAH

THREE YEARS AGO

“What's that?” Monty asks as I unpack a new needle, then pierce it into the vial of clear liquid.

“Rocuronium,” I say calmly as I fill the syringe then cap it and put it in my pocket.